They Never Loved Me. Now I Don’t Remember Them. Chapter 05

The rain was coming down hard outside.

Mom and Dad stayed close to Bianca while Dr. Mercer, our private family physician, checked her wounds

again.

Matteo stood by the window, staring out at the storm.

Bianca glanced at him.

“You left her in the Cinder District, right?”

She smiled.

“With this rain, she’ll be terrified. Maybe now she’ll finally learn her lesson.”

Matteo didn’t answer.

Something about what had happened was starting to bother him.

He turned around.

“Bianca.”

“You said you went into Isabella’s room because you thought she’d stolen that money.”

“Then why was the whole room torn apart?”.

Bianca’s smile stiffened.

“I was looking for where she hid the rest of it.”

Then her eyes immediately filled with hurt.

“What? You think I framed her?”

Mom stepped in at once.

“Of course he doesn’t.”

“Bianca would never do something like that.”

Dad nodded.

“Isabella’s always been jealous of her. You know that.”

Matteo fell silent.

After a moment, he said,

“When Isabella comes back, don’t hit her again.”

“She should’ve learned her lesson by now.”

Mom and Dad didn’t answer.

Dr. Mercer finished cleaning Bianca’s cuts and frowned.

“Try not to get these wet. And be more careful around broken glass next time.”

Mom’s face darkened.

“She wouldn’t have fallen on it, if Isabella hadn’t pushed her.”

Dr. Mercer paused.

“Pushed her?”

“Yes,” Mom said. “Isabella shoved her straight into the glass.”

Dr. Mercer looked at Bianca’s injuries again.

“That doesn’t quite match what I’m seeing.”

Everyone went quiet.

He pointed to the shallow cuts on Bianca.

“If someone had forcefully shoved her backward into broken glass, I’d expect a different injury pattern.”

“These injuries look far more like she simply fell.”

Bianca’s face changed.

“What are you saying?”

“Isabella pushed me!”

Dr. Mercer looked up sharply at the name.

“Isabella?”

His expression immediately turned serious.

“Isabella Rinaldi?”

Mom frowned.

“Yes. Why?”

Dr. Mercer stared at my parents, his brow furrowing in confusion.

Then he said,

“She was even less likely to push anyone!”